Disclaimer: I do not own NoES or any of the characters from that series. Also, I do not own any of the other film characters that appear or are mentioned here…

Rating: R – for language and some minor sexual references.

Summary: Set after - Family Counselling. It's Valentine's Day on Elm Street. Both Fred Krueger and Maggie Burroughs have received invitations from mystery admirers to go to a top class restaurant in Town. Will they find their dates to be their dream dates? Re-edited from last year

Love is In the Air

Chapter One

It was the day of love, Valentine's Day. Just a day or so after Maggie Burroughs had concluded her disastrous therapy sessions with the slightly deranged Ms Higginbottom and her equally deranged Father, Freddy Krueger. She had planned to leave for Central City the next morning after that last therapy session, but had changed her mind as she had received a large bouquet of red and white roses with a small card filled with the most charming poems she had ever read. Joy and curiosity had overcome her as she had a mystery admirer who had wished for her presence at the Starlight Restaurant on this romantic occasion. How could she refuse? Who knew what her mystery date would be like? Her aspirations were that he would be filthy rich, drop dead gorgeous and great in bed.

It was something she needed, especially after the last week or so. She needed to unwind and relax, just enjoy herself for once. God only knew that she never took the time to indulge in pleasurable activities by herself or even with the company of someone else. So, tonight would be an experience.

Maggie strolled out of her motel room, decked out in an elegant black halter neck dressed with silver sparkling diamonds decoratively scattered about the sides. She fumbled with her straight shoulder hair and her small diamonds studs, her nerves getting the better of her. After adjusting her small black bag on her shoulder, she strode across the car park towards her booked taxi. As she took the car handle in her hand and turned it, she froze glaring in horror at her index finger. Damn this, she broke a nail. What a start to her romantic evening. Somewhere deep within her mind, she had this intuition that she wasn't going to be as lucky in love as she hoped.

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Freddy paced the living room in the shabby Elm Street house, elated that he had somehow received a date for Valentine's Day. At first he thought that it was a wind up, as who would want a date with a homicidal maniac like himself who stalks you while you dream?

But when the picture of his 'date' arrived he couldn't help but laugh in triumph. It actually was going to happen tonight. He was going to get lucky and screw some chick after having no real sexual fun for what seemed like forever. Then afterwards after he had his fun he would gut the whore. But then a thought had crossed his mind. What if it was an obsessed teen? Who idolised un-dead dream killers? Damn, he just wanted a bit of nookie without a raging hormonal teenager asking him a tonne of questions and then falling in love with him. Love? He had enough of that emotion to last him an eternity.

He clicked his blades as he turned back to the mantelpiece, smiling to himself as his blue eyes scanned the picture of the busty blond. Two dark brown eyes peered over the rim of black shades as she struck a sexy pose for the camera. Her lips pouted together as though he was blowing whoever was taking the picture a luscious kiss.

Her attire was of a very short red dress. Her breasts were literally ready to burst out of her garment, while you could nearly view the rim of her butt cheeks, as the dress was too short.

Freddy charged over to the fireplace and clutched the picture with his bladed glove, licking his lips in perversion. Would he have enough time to go back to the bathroom again? No, he had to make a move. Sure, it wouldn't be that long before he could release all his pent up sexual tension upon that sex bomb.